You’ve got it all wrong. You didn’t come here to master unconditional love. That is where you came from and where you’ll return. You came here to learn personal love. Universal love. Messy love. Sweaty love. Crazy love. Broken love. Whole love. Infused with divinity. Lived through the grace of stumbling. Demonstrated through the beauty of… messing up. Often. You didn’t come here to be perfect. You already are. You came here to be gorgeously human. Flawed and fabulous. And then to rise again into remembering. But unconditional love? Stop telling that story. Love, in truth, doesn’t need ANY other adjectives. It doesn’t require modifiers. It doesn’t require the condition of perfection. It only asks that you show up. And do your best. That you stay present and feel fully. That you shine and fly and laugh and cry and hurt and heal and fall and get back up and play and work and live and die as YOU. It’s enough. It’s Plenty."
-- Courtney A. Walsh
I really, really like that. Those littles in the sink are two of my favorite people on the planet (along with their sweet Daddy) and they teach me daily how to love, and be loved. It takes constant effort, and it's not always pretty, but we're working together. How did I get so lucky?
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| Brooks and Ava enjoying some skinny dipping (more like chunky dunking) in the kitchen sink over the weekend. ;) |
2 comments:
Awe. Those two are so dang cute!
Her little tongue : )
Aww, this is adorable!
Your posts always bring such a big smile to my face! You're indeed very, very lucky and it's so inspiring to see the love through your posts!
I hope to have my own little family one day soon and reading your blog gives me so much hope for believing that I will have it one day. :)
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